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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 11, 2006
Chapter 1
While searching the internet one Saturday afternoon, Stephanie
came across a website of a company offering a once in a life
time offer. The chance to become a baby again. Stephanie sat
there in her soggy diaper and read the screen. She was
skeptical about the whole thing but something inside her made
her pick up the phone and call to make an appointment.
She waited the next couple of days and finally on Tuesday she
took the bus downtown. She walked 3 blocks and entered a large
office building. She looked at the plaque at the elevator. She
found the room number for SyneTech. She entered and elevator
and began her accent to the top floor. The door opened and she
walked down the long corridor and came upon a sign that read,
"SyneTech Sales Department".
She opened the door and was greeted by a receptionist sitting
at a desk. "Hello Stephanie the woman said as she stood up,
reaching over the desk to shake hands. Stephanie sat down. She
was very nervous at this point. She was a very shy woman with
social anxieties. She was almost shaking. "Are you alright?"
the receptionist asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I just get
nervous easily." She replied. The woman nodded.
"So, Stephanie, what brings you here today?" "Um, well I saw
your internet ad and um, I just, um." Stephanie couldn't
finish her sentence. "You want to be a baby again." The
receptionist said knowingly. "Yes." Stephanie said while
lowering her gaze to the floor. "Stephanie, there is no need
to feel ashamed. I'm a graduate of the program. I can totally
empathize with your situation." The receptionist said warmly.
"How does it work? Is it some kind of virtual reality or
hypnotically induced dream?" Stephanie asked. "No, in fact
there are some companies available for that. But what we have
is better. We have nano-technology of a biometric nature which
can graft itself into your DNA. The computer software
interfaces with this hardware connection and reprograms your
DNA to rebuild your body cell by cell. This takes roughly 4
years, during which time you are in a sleep state. In this
state your mental processes are suspended so that you are not
aware of the sleep. You will not dream. It will just seem like
an instant for you. When you wake up however, you will be
approximately the size of a new born infant."
Stephanie listened intently. "We bombard the nano-technology
with electrons which makes them turn off. We have a staff of
well trained, and highly screened guardians. You will have a
second chance to grow up in a nurturing environment. At around
age 12 your memories will begin to return. This is because a
section of your brain is isolated for purposes of allowing you
to make the new memories. Basically when the other section of
the brain begins to re-integrate, we will again put you in a
sleep state for 4 years as our computer runs algorithms on
your re-integration process. Thus taking away your original
bad memories and allowing the new memories from your time here
to remain. It does exhaustive cross checks to make sure that
when you awake you are totally mentally adjusted to a
combination of both realities."
Stephanie's mouth was wide open in awe. "So how long is the
whole thing?" she asked. "It is a total of 20 years. 4 years
to initiate, 12 years to live the life you always wanted, and
4 years to re-integrate." The receptionist said. "I was kind
of hoping to be a baby for longer, not just grow up again."
Stephanie said. The receptionist smiled. "The great part about
this is if you are not so inclined, you never have to potty
train, go to school, or deal with growing up. If that is your
request, then you will be able to pass that on to your
guardians." "How do I know who will be my guardian?" she
asked. "We will schedule an interview with our staff
psychologist. From that data we'll select a pool of likely
candidates, and you will get to talk with them and choose for
yourself." "And the cost?" Stephanie asked. "We have three
plans. First is for your entire 20 year metamorphosis, it is
$100,000 per year, payable half up front and the other half
when you finish the program. The other plans are only pay for
10 years worth if you sign a contract to work for us as
guardians for the next 10 years after your program. If you do
this, you will be taken care of, food, lodging, and a very
generous allowance and a retirement package. And thirdly, we
have a cost free plan, if you work as a guardian for 3 client
generations, you owe us nothing, and you will be paid on top
of that, including retirement."
Stephanie thought for a moment. "But I don't know if I'd make
a good guardian." She said. The receptionist smiled. "Everyone
who graduates from this program will be a perfectly suited
guardian. In fact, I am hoping to be matched with a client
soon actually." The receptionist said. "Ok so 20 years to do
this thing, spend maybe 15 years working for ya to get half
off, or spend 40 years roughly, and I owe nothing and I am
taken care of for life?" Stephanie asked. "Precisely."
"Also an option is, you can put down your first payment now
since you can't decide on weather or not you will want to work
for us. This way if you come out and decide to work for us for
1 client, then you are free to go, your debt is paid and we
will give a good amount towards your retirement. But if you
choose to work for us for 3 clients, 36 years, we will totally
set you up for life." The receptionist said. "Like how much?"
Stephanie asked. "It's $80,000 per year for retirement. If you
20 when you start with us, you will be retiring at 56, giving
you at least 30 years. And might I add that the whole guardian
role is something that will be worth while and make you feel
good about your life. I've talked to many who chose this route
and they have no regrets." She said.
"So I can be a big baby for 12 years. What if I wanted to just
pay you and do it over and over again?" Stephanie asked. The
receptionist sighed. "You can only have the procedure done
once. The body cannot undergo the procedure safely after the
first time. This is because the brain cannot take on a third
set of realities. And also the DNA rejects it after the first
time." She said. "Well maybe I should try one of the virtual
reality solutions. They charge $50-80 grand a year and you go
right into the reality once you're hooked up. You can stay
plugged in as long as you like until the money runs out."
Stephanie said.
"Think about this, do you want to get plugged in, and have all
your assets drained because you're addicted to your own minds
self run fantasies presented to you via the VR device? You
won't be any better off when you are unplugged. This
experience will help you to heal, and to grow, and to fulfill
the need of babyhood. The other method will not do it as
deeply. This method will allow you to become a better person
for the experience. I'm sure you've been to therapists to deal
with your infantilism. And if it had helped, you wouldn't be
here right now. What I'm saying is this goes beyond something
just for your entertainment or pleasure. This is the way to
healing and becoming someone who can help heal others. Having
a life that is meaningful. Full of love, and wonderful friends
for life. Think about that."
Stephanie began to cry. The receptionist came around the desk
and sat in a chair next to her putting her arm around
Stephanie. "It's ok." She said. "I want to do it now. I don't
want to go another day like this. I need to be small again.
Please." She said as she just collapsed onto the floor crying.
The receptionist knelt beside her. She pulled Stephanie into
her arms and held her. Stephanie was hyperventilating. She
also lost control and had a bowel movement in her diaper.
"Honey, lets go change your diaper, and put you down for a
nap. I will send for our jet. I will fly with you to our
medical facility and when you wake up I'll be there. Then we
can fill out the forms. Take this pill. I'll be here when you
wake up." She said while giving Stephanie a pill and some
water to wash it down with. Stephanie passed out on the floor.
The receptionist unlocked a cabinet and pulled out a diaper
bag. She proceeded to change Stephanie right there on the
floor in the office. The receptionist and another lady picked
Stephanie up and laid her on a bed in an empty office room.
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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 11, 2006
Chapter 2
Stephanie awoke a while later. She opened her eyes. The
receptionist was sitting by her bed. "Stephanie, do you
remember me. My name is Joanna. We talked earlier. You are at
SyneTech. We are getting ready to board a jet to go to our
other facility to begin your transformation. Do you remember?"
Joanna asked calmly. Stephanie's mind rushed. It all came
flooding back. "Yeah, I remember." She said. She realized that
she was in a different diaper and in fact, was in a hospital
gown and did not have any of her clothing or personal effects.
Stephanie got up and walked with Joanna back out to the desk.
She spent 30 minutes going over paper work. She decided to
risk it all and sign up for the full 36 years service. After
all, she only have $50,000 to her name. "You won't be
disappointed." Joanna said. She signed papers for medical
release, asset freeze during the time when she was in the
program, birth certificate modification, and the whole works.
They went up to the roof and a helicopter took them to a
airport only a couple miles away. The jet was ready. They were
off the runway by 8pm that evening. "Hey, I just thought of
something." Stephanie said out of the blue while sitting in
the jet with Joanna. "What is it?" "I'm 30 now, so if I go
back to 1 and live to be 80, that means that in essence I've
really lived a 110 year life!" she said. "Yes, that is a side
benefit." Joanna replied. "Well if I waited until I was 70 and
did it I'd live 150 years!" Stephanie said while laughing. "I
suppose so, but how do you know if you would have lived to be
70. At least you know you have today." Joanna remarked.
Around 9:30 they touched down. A limo was waiting for them at
the runway. Stephanie and Joanna checked into the facility.
Joanna gave Stephanie a brief tour and then showed her to her
quarters. There was all the comforts of home in this room.
"well get some sleep. Tomorrow you'll be in front of the board
of psychologists. Then the next day we can hang out and I'll
show you around the facility more. Then we'll get your results
back and prepare for you to meet with the prospective
guardians. Also if there is anyone you need us to notify of
your disappearance, let us know. We have a variety of ways to
deal with this issue. But we can talk about that Thursday.
Tomorrow I will not be here. I have to go back to the city and
close a couple more deals. But I will be here Thursday. Good
luck tomorrow Stephanie." Joanna said as she gave her a hug.
Stephanie took a shower, had some food from the mini kitchen
and laid in bed watching TV. She then looked around for
diapers. She thought surely they would have them around
somewhere since this was a infantile transformation facility.
Finally she found diapering supplies in the bottom of the
closet that had other gowns on hangers. She diapered herself
and laid awake thinking. She had a lot of thoughts rushing
through her mind. She got up and looked in the medicine
cabinet and found a sleeping pill. Normally she did not use
medication for sleep, but she knew she had a big day coming
tomorrow and it was already midnight. She took the pill and
laid down. Within 5 minutes she was asleep.
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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 11, 2006
Chapter 3
Stephanie was awaken by the voice of some lady. She was
startled. "who are you?" Stephanie asked. "I'm a nurse, here
to change your diaper and escort you to breakfast and to your
psych evaluation." She said. Stephanie laid back down and
yawned. She let the woman nurse change her diaper and then she
slipped on another gown. They went down to the dining hall
there were a couple others there. The nurse sat down at the
table with her. "Are these other people clients too?"
Stephanie asked. "Yes." She replied. She wasn't very talkative
so Stephanie just ate her breakfast.
She went back to her room to brush her teeth. She then
followed the nurse down a few halls and to a meeting room of
sorts. She sat on a nice comfy couch. "If you need to be
changed, just let them know. They'll page me. And don't feel
shy about it. We all are here to help you. Everyone here is
here to help you become the baby you always wanted to be. So
there is no need to feel embarrassed about asking us for help.
Okay?" she asked. Stephanie nodded.
A female psychologist sat down in a chair closer to her. There
was a table behind her up on a riser. "Hi, I'm Cindy. I will
be conducting the interview today. As you see behind me there
is a table for the panel of psychologists to sit in. Basically
you will interact with me and I with you. They will prompt me
to ask certain questions and even though you are answering me,
they will also be included. She leaned forward and clipped a
wireless microphone to Stephanie's gown.
They talked briefly and then the others came into the room.
They all introduced themselves. She had thought they would be
a bunch of old men in suits. But she was very wrong. The board
consisted of a mixture of men and women, and they were in
casual attire. The session began. The morning session was not
as emotionally intense as Stephanie had thought it might be.
She had lunch and then returned to finish. This session was
more demanding. Stephanie cried a few times. She was
recounting some traumatic times in her childhood and it
brought up a lot of painful memories.
Finally at 6:30pm it was over. The board left. Cindy who was
sitting across from her took her to the cafeteria and sat with
her for dinner. Stephanie was not very hungry. "Hey I have an
idea, how bout I find you some civilian clothes and I take you
out to a place in town. I think that'll help you relax and get
your mind off of everything. I know today's session was very
difficult for you. But you did well. I am sure we will have no
difficulties providing you with a good choice of guardians."
She said. "Ok yeah I'd like to go somewhere, I kind of feel
like I'm institutionalized."
Stephanie went up to her room and a while later the Cindy
arrived with some street clothes. Stephanie changed her wet
diaper and then got dressed. She then went to the parking
garage with Cindy. They went to a nice bar and grill type of
restaurant. "Am I allowed to have alcohol?" Stephanie asked.
"Sure I'll buy you a couple beers, but you probably shouldn't
drink heavily. Not that it will interfere with the procedure,
its just not going to look very good if I bring you back
drunk." She said while laughing. Stephanie smiled and
chuckled. It was the first time she had laughed in a while.
After dinner and drinks they took a cab back to the facility
and Stephanie and Cindy hung out in her room for a while.
Finally around 9:30 Cindy left. Stephanie got in the shower
and then put herself into a nice dry diaper and another gown.
She crawled into bed. She was amused to find that someone had
left a cute little stuffed bunny on her pillow. She cuddled
with it and fell asleep.
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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 12, 2006
Chapter 4
Stephanie woke up around 7:30 and took another shower. She got
dressed and went down to the dining room. She ate breakfast.
She returned to her room and watched TV. About 9:30 there was
a knock at the door. "Who is it?" "It's me, Joanna." Stephanie
opened the door. Joanna had a bag of clothes for her. "I hope
these fit." She said. "Where are we going?" "To the park."
Joanna remarked. When Stephanie saw the contents of the bag
she laughed. "You mean you're going to take me to the park
dressed as a baby girl, in public?" "Well sure, why not.
Actually it's not a public park. Its owned by SyneTech. But
there are people there whom you might be interested to meet.
Stephanie dressed herself in the babyish clothing. They once
again went to the parking garage. However instead of getting
on the main road, they took what looked to be a service road.
It wound about and went back into a very scenic area.
Stephanie was fixated on looking out the window at all the
scenery. It was hard to imagine that such a modern complex
amidst a mid-sized town could have a place like this.
We parked and got out of the car. I saw what looked like any
public park. Lots of kids happily playing. Some parents on the
benches watching. We stood by the fence. I watched the
interaction of the children playing. I turned to Joanna.
"these are." She paused. "Clients." Joanna completed her
sentence. "Yeah, but, they" Stephanie was staring in wide eyed
amazement. "They are children, real as real can be. Just as
you will be soon." Joanna said A moment or two passed. "Come
on Stephanie, I want to introduce you."
They entered the playground and sat down on the bench next to
two women who appeared to be in there mid 20's. "Hey Joanna."
They both said as they stood up and hugged her. "Hi. I want
you guys to meet Stephanie. Stephanie meet Brenda, and
Shelly." She said. We exchanged hellos. We sat back down and
we began to talk. "So you are getting ready to enter the
program?" Brenda asked. "Yes. I did my psych evaluation
yesterday and I should be meeting with perspective guardians
tomorrow." I said. "Very cool." Brenda said. "We are graduates
of the program." Shelly said. "So you, um, you were, like a
baby, and now your grown up, a second time?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah." Shelly said. "And you work here?" "Yes, I'm on my
second client actually." "But you look so young." "A side
effect of the program is that you don't look your age. I'm
actually 48." Shelly said. "And I'm 45." Brenda said.
Stephanie was silent for a moment. It was a lot to process.
Children who used to be adults; Adults who used to be
children? It was finally at that point that Stephanie realized
what was going on. It finally dawned on her that she was
really going to get the chance to be little again. They sat
and talked a while longer. They pointed out which ones were
there children. They explained how even though you have a
primary guardian set, everyone takes care of everyone's kids
and everyone is one big family. Stephanie inquired about the
children as to if they were potty trained or left to be in
diapers and be as much of a baby as they wanted.
"Well, my baby girl is 4 right now, she's not potty trained
but my last client actually began to wean around 9 years old.
"Wean?" Stephanie asked. "Yeah, we breastfeed our babies. It's
part of the bonding. And unlike the exterior society, we do
not imprint shame or persecution for children who wish to
still engage in babyish behavior. Trust me Stephanie, you are
really going to have a life changing experience here." Shelly
said. Brenda nodded. A while later Stephanie and Joanna left
the park. ON the way back up the service road to the facility
Stephanie was quiet. "This is part of the orientation, showing
me a preview of the end results. Isn't it?" I asked. "Yes, it
is. In fact, there is one paper yet left to be signed. Your
final consent. If you wish, we can go sign that this
afternoon." Joanna said.
They arrived back at the parking garage. They went to an
office and Stephanie signed the final paper. Her and Joanna
spent the day talking about other things. But it seemed like
every five minutes Stephanie would have another question or
observation. It was hard not to think about what lie ahead.
That evening after Joanna left, Stephanie retired to her room.
The next morning she met her prospective guardians. They sat
in a outside terrace and talked. They went over observations
from not only Stephanie's psych evaluation, but also theirs.
They all seemed so nice. The day went by quickly. Around
evening time after spending all day with all of them, she had
formed a bond already with a woman named Tabitha, and a man
named Walter. They also felt the same. It amazed her how that
even though she had made her choice, it didn't seem to make
the others feel jealous. After all, once they had clients of
their own, they would be part of the extended family at the
secret community.
Tabitha and Walter accompanied Stephanie to my room. Tabitha
bathed her in the tub and diapered me. A large crib had been
placed in my room while away. Stephanie was put in the crib.
They slept on the bed. Even as an adult it was important for
them to bond. They would be spending the next 3 days engaging
in the roles of mother and father. Stephanie had no problem
letting go and becoming a helpless baby, even in her adult
state. They would go to the park and also would do other fun
activities in town as well. Saturday, just a week from when
she found SyneTech on the internet, she was one day away from
going under. Since Stephanie and her new guardians had bonded
so well the guardians also decided to go into deep sleep and
only wake up a month before Stephanie was ready. This way they
could prepare for there newborn's arrival. They could hardly
bare the thought of not being able to have her for 4 years.
This was often the case with guardians.
Sunday afternoon Stephanie was given an IV and fell
unconscious. Her last memory being that of her guardians at
her bedside. For a while she felt half awake and half asleep
as if it were a few hours. Then she felt something coming on
even in her sleep She did not fight it. They informed her of
what things to expect to feel during the transitioning. She
knew by the fading of her mind's abilities, that she was being
inducted into the complete psycho-paralysis All was dark.
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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 13, 2006
Chapter 5
Walter and Tabitha were brought out of deep sleep. They spent
3 weeks in physical therapy to restore thee muscles which had
atrophied during the psycho-paralysis. During this time there
home in the community was being furnished and decorated. The
final week stretched on as they awaited bringing home there
little newborn, Stephanie.
Stephanie had finally been reprogrammed she was awoken from
the psycho-paralysis. Tabitha held her as they sat in a rocker
in the nursery. She was breastfeeding a very hungry baby girl.
During these first weeks, there were other guardians and there
children around. This was to help Stephanie get used to other
people and bond with the whole community. Each female guardian
was induced into lactation so that even babysitters and nurses
could breastfeed the babies.
By this point Joanna had been fitted with a client and by
Stephanie's first birthday her and her baby boy were welcomed
into the community. It seemed that somehow Stephanie had a
bond with Joanna that must have come from previously knowing
her. Sometimes certain subconscious thoughts could pass
between the separate sections of the brain. This had been the
case with previous clients.
During community gathering son weekends all the families would
do activities that were fun for the children and the adults.
Since all the adults had been reborn children, they could
easily engage in childish games and play time. There were a
number of guardians in fact that were still not potty trained
and were completely incontinent. Other guardians and the
facilities nurses would take care of changing the adults.
By Stephanie's second birthday she was a walking, talking,
well adjusted child. In this community there was no need for
guardians to work, for children to go to school. The knowledge
of their previous life's education would be reconstructed into
there brain during re-integration.
Stephanie spent many wonderful afternoons at home with her
family, and at the park with others. One day while spending a
few days at Shelly's she saw that her 10 year old daughter was
being breastfed. Stephanie waddled into the room holding onto
her blankie. "Hi Stephie." Shelly said. She was just finishing
feeding her daughter. Her daughter Jammie got out of her lap
after giving her mommy a hug. "Hi Stephie." Jammie said as she
sat down with her and played with some legos. During this time
Shelly was in the next room folding clothes.
"I go poo poo." Stephanie said as she got onto her knees then
to her feet. "Mommy will change you." Jammie said as she took
Stephanie's hand and they walked into the other room. "Mommy,
Stephie made boom boom in her pants." Shelly chuckled. Come on
honey buns lets go get your diaper changed." she said as she
stood up and then picked up Stephanie and carried her to
another room with diaper supplies and a changing table.
"Well, looks like Stephie did a good job in her diaper. Yes
she did. You filled it up and I bet your tummy feels better
now that your all done." Shelly said while changing her
diaper. Stephanie giggled. "Somebody's hiney is tinkie-poo."
Jammie said while observing the changing of Stephanie.
After the clean up, they went to the kitchen and had peanut
butter and jelly sandwiches. Jammie had a bottle and Stephanie
was breastfed by Shelly. Shelly and the 2 girls laid down on
her bed for a nice afternoon nap.
The wonderful thing about this community was that as Stephanie
got older there was no shame or negative feelings about people
being in different stages of development. There was no such
thing as being at a certain level at a certain age. As
Stephanie got older she began to understand more of what this
place was like. It was more important to let every person be
who they were and to always love others as yourself.
When Stephanie was four years old she asked questions about
where she came from, as was common with clients of this
program since they did not look like there guardians. One day
her mommy and daddy (Tabitha and Walter) sat down with her and
had a talk.
"Honey, we knew each other briefly a long long time ago that
you cannot remember. We chose you, and you chose us to be your
mommy and daddy." Stephanie listened as her mother and father
explained things. "But why do big kids go away?" Stephanie
asked. "Because at a certain age, it is time to go to sleep
for a long nap. When you wake up you will still be here, but
you will remember things from a long long time ago." "Is dat
what crossing over is?" Steph asked.
"Yes honey, it's basically when you grow up. See honey, while
you are here you get to be little and be as much like a baby
as you like. But when you get older there is a point where you
have to go through a change during your nap. When you wake up
you will be grown up. Instead of having to grow up little by
little, you get to just be a child for a while. Then you just
wake up and are a grown up one day." Walter said.
"But I don't want to." she said with a tear in her eye. "Well
baby you don't have to worry about that for a long time." she
said while holding Stephanie. The years went on and on.
Stephanie was approaching the crossing over time. She was now
eleven. Still breastfed, and still not potty trained. That
last year was such a special time for her. Every kid who was
close to the time to grow up was basically spoiled and
pampered even more than usual.
At this point Stephanie realized that it was ok. She had seen
others who she knew as a young girl who went away for four
years and came back. She realized that when they came back,
they were grown up, but still were the same person, they just
knew a lot more. Two of her friends that already were re-
integrated told her it was totally ok and there was nothing to
worry about at all. "The community is here even when you cross
over." she said.
A few months after her 12'th birthday, she started her period.
Also with the onset of puberty the other portion of the brain
began to want its way back into the spotlight. This took the
form of weird dreams. This was typical for clients. This meant
it was time.
Her last night everyone threw a party for her. Her guardians
and a few of her closest childhood friends stood at her
bedside. In the final moments when she was going under her
mommy and daddy were laying next to her on each side.
Stephanie was babbling in her baby talk. Her diaper was wet.
Tabitha held her hand and Stephanie leaned her head against
her mother's breasts.
"See you soon baby, we'll be right here when you wake up." was
the last words she heard as she fell asleep. She had many
weird dreams and felt like she was in limbo for what seemed
like days. Then, as before everything came to a halt as she
was once again under psycho-paralysis.
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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 14, 2006
Chapter 6
(now in the first person perspective)
I opened my eyes. I could barely moved. "Mommy?" I called.
"I'm here sweetie." Tabitha said. She was crying. The four
year wait was hard, but seeing Stephanie awake and in good
mental condition was well worth it. "I'm wet." I said. "I know
baby. Let me change you." she said. "Where daddy?" I asked.
"He's downstairs. He'll be up here soon." "I wanna go home."
I said.
I spent the next month going through physical therapy while
staying with my guardians. I was amazed at the transparency
and clarity of my mind. I knew things like why my body was
fully developed, and all my memories from the previous 12 year
childhood experience. I also remembered my biological parents
and old friends. I was allowed to contact those I had left
behind. It was not easy for them or for me. I couldn't explain
where I was. I used the cover story prepared by SyneTech that
was used to stage my disappearance in the first place.
I very much enjoyed babysitting the little tykes. I was still
incontinent and absolutely loved it. Even as a grown woman of
almost 17 years, I was allowed to regress and play just as
before. I went to counseling to deal with a few minor
transitional things. Mainly dealing with understanding my
newly integrated mind. It was wonderful. I was no longer
depressed. I didn't have a unfulfilled longing that haunted me
for years before.
My guardians were getting ready to take on there next client
in the next couple of years. They had met while I was under. I
was looking forward to the new arrival. The community was just
as beneficial for me as an adult as it had been for me being a
child. My mind was always stretched to the limit of
understanding as more and more inward realizations flooded my
awareness day by day.
I enrolled in a 2 year set of classes to become a guardian
myself. It was so weird how I was totally best friends with
Joanna, yet she had seen me from original adulthood, to new
childhood, and back to new adulthood. Again with the side
effect of not showing age, she looked much like she did
before.
My baby sister Amber came to live with us near my end of the
program. I loved her to death. She was so adorable. I went to
the facility one day to begin induction of lactation. It only
took a couple weeks of hormone therapy and I was able to
breastfeed. It was such a rewarding experience.
With my guardian certification, and my new motherly abilities,
I was enjoying life to the fullest. I moved out of my
guardians home when Amber was 3. But I was still in the
community, just a few houses down. I started dating a guy
named Jessie. We hit it off and got married. He also was a
client of the program and now a guardian, as was I.
I remembered him from when I was 4 and he was 5. We grew up
together! It was unbelievably wonderful, the way this
community was so tightly nit. I remembered the ways of the
rest of the world. Bickering, shame, and so on, but it wasn't
an emotion I was held captive to. Rather it was just as if I
had read about these things in a book. They had no imprint on
my psyche.
About a year after our marriage, we met with a nice man of
about 25. His name was Timothy. We called him Timmy. He had a
horrible childhood. He was suicidal and really broken up and
in need of this program. I remember the first time I breastfed
him while we were in the adult to adult bonding stage. He was
instantly in the zone. He
went into psycho-paralysis and transformation.
Jessie and I decided to not go under. We just spent the next
four years helping all the other guardians out and taking care
of the little ones. Finally one day we brought our little boy
Timmy home. He was so cute. Jessie and I, and the whole
community set out to bring him up in the loving, warm hearted,
open minded community that had shaped me into a healthy adult.
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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 26, 2006
Chapter 7
One day when Timmy was 2 years old, him and I sat on the
living room floor playing. After a while I felt like I was
going number two. I still wore diapers and was never potty
trained. "Mommy go poopoo." He said. I smiled. "Yes mommy did
go poopoo in her diaper." He then stood up and squatted and
filled his diaper up with poo. "I go poopoo." He said. "Aww,
you're such a cutie baby." I said as I hugged him. I took him
to his room and changed his dirty diaper. I then put him down
for a nap. Then my husband changed me and we laid down for a
nap as well.
Raising a child in this community was really an amazing
experience because of all the support and love of everyone. It
seemed like a perfect world. Until one day people began to
talk about an enemy of this place. There was a story about an
old wicked lady who used to be a client but was not happy and
she was mean and even grew up mean. She was a vile wretch of a
person from stories I had heard.
This lady, Katrina, had been banned years ago from the
community and the facility. One day she came storming into the
town hall screaming at everyone. Luckily some of the men took
her and had her arrested for trespassing on private property.
She was very enraged by this. We knew it wouldn't be the last
time we ever heard from her. The stories have it that she has
been around for a couple hundred years now. She was one of the
first to be reborn into the community.
As the years went by, our little Tim was growing up. He
decided to be potty trained when he was 11. Even so, every
night he still nursed at my breast before bed. The final time
came for him to cross over and become reintegrated. As my
guardians had done for me, we sat by him and held his hand as
he went unconscious. I cried for the next few days.
Jessie and I spent the next year resting and just enjoying
each other. We also babysat for other community members who
needed a break now and then. I finally decided to go to the
facility for the first time in roughly 35 years. Well unless
you count when I took classes, and when we picked up Tim. We
took the long road and came into the parking garage. I was
surprised to be greeted by Cindy when we entered the main
office for guardian selection.
She looked much older. I still looked like not a day over 18.
"Well you look great." Cindy said as she marveled at how young
I still appeared. "Thanks, you too." I said. We sat down and
talked to her about how things had been for us with our first
client and after finishing an afternoon of talking and filling
out some forms, we met a potential client.
Michelle was a 24 year old girl with blonde hair and beautiful
blue eyes. She was very shy. It made me think back to when I
was in her position nearly 35 years ago. "hi Michelle." I said
as I reached a hand out. She stood there nervously. Jessie and
I stood there. "Well, why don't you two have the afternoon to
get to know each other." Cindy said in her elderly and
somewhat raspy voice. She then cleared her throat. My mind was
still spinning, if I had not gone through this transformation,
I too would be in the elder years of my own life.
Jessie, Michelle and I went to the dining area for lunch. I
was hungry. Michelle was very quiet. "Honey, it's ok." I said
as I put my arm around her. She was quivering. "You haven't
touched your food honey. Are you okay?" I asked softly as I
looked into those beautiful blue eyes of hers. Her mouth was
moving but no sound came out. A tear fell from her left eye
and ran down her cheek. "Aww honey." I said as I turned
towards her and fully embraced her with both arms. She began
to just ball her little heart out.
I just held her and rocked her gently while whispering
reassuring and nurturing things into her ear. I just kept her
firmly in my arms. I noticed that she had made a mess in her
diaper. "Honey, let's go up to your room and let momma change
you okay?" I said softly. As we stood to leave the table she
was blushing and hid her face against me. Jessie came around
to the side of her. "Hey honey let me carry you to your room
okay?" he asked gently. Michelle reluctantly let go of me.
She turned to Jessie and he picked her up. She closed her eyes
and we took her to her room. Jessie laid her on the bed and I
began to clean her up. "Everything's fine baby. I'm just
wiping your hiney. Shh. Just relax. Mommy's hear for you." I
said as I finished cleaning and powdering her. I sat in the
bed leaning back against the head board with her laying in the
fetal position with her head resting in my lap. Jessie sat
next to me. We both admired our perspective baby. "If she's
this cute as a big girl, imagine her as a baby." I said
smiling at Jessie. He nodded.
We spent the next few days at the facility and Michelle bonded
with us very well. We were very happy to hear that the process
that used to take four years, now only took two years. They
had some breakthroughs over the past decade. We were there by
Michelle's bedside holding her hand. I laid up next to her.
She and I exchanged gazes as she began to fall into her
trance. Even several minutes after she was gone, I just
couldn't bring myself to leave her side.
We returned home later on that evening. I stopped by my
guardian's house. They were doing ok but were sort of lonely.
My little sister Amber had been in reintegration for 3 and a
half years now. She was due to come out soon. They were very
excited and anxious. Even though the genetic process had been
sped up to two years, the reintegration was still a four year
process. This was basically because the facility's board of
directors decided it would be more important to put the funds
for a faster super computer into the community itself. I
thought this to be a wise choice.
That night when Jessie and I laid down to go to bed I began to
cry. He held me. "You need to be daddy's little girl tonight?"
he asked. "yeah, me baby." I said. He patted my diapered tush
and got up and fixed me a bottle. He gave me my bottle and
cuddled with me. I fell asleep in his arms. I really did sleep
like a baby that night.
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By BabyInDiapers
Written April 26, 2006
Chapter 8
The day finally came when we brought our newborn Michelle
home. She was so cute. I breastfed her and changed her diaper
before putting her down for a nap.
A few days later I received word that Cindy was in the
hospital at the facility. I went to visit her. "Honey, Its my
time to go." She said as we sat talking. "No, you can go
through the program, and become young again." I said. "No
sweetie, I've had my life, it was a good one. I'm ready now."
She said. I had a tear fall from my eye. "Baby, don't cry.
It'll all be okay." She said in her faint voice. "I'll always
remember you and how you helped me. I wouldn't be the person I
am now if it wasn't for you, and the others here." I said.
I held her hand but she had passed on. I cried when I got home
that day. Jessie just held me close. A weeks passed. The
community was growing. It seemed more and more people were
going through the program and opting to be guardians as I had
chosen. Michelle was growing so fast. She was already 3 months
old. I would take her down to the park and sit by the lake and
she would just smile at me. I held her in my arms and she
would nap while I held her.
Jessie was working at the facility a couple days a week
helping them with some renovations. There was talk of a
retirement center for all of us guardians to live where there
would be around the clock care. This place was such a peaceful
place.
Time went by, as it always did. Michelle's birthdays came more
often each time. She was now 5 years old. She was the most
living and caring little child I had ever known of. Everyone
of the guardians loved babysitting her. She always was there
for other kids. She would hug and cuddle any baby who might be
crying for whatever reason. I knew she would become a
wonderful guardian some day.
As before, she had questions about why people would go away
when they were older and so on. We explained it to her. She
seemed to understand it. She was a very bright girl. One day I
was changing Michelle and she asked me if I would potty train
her. She was 7 at the time. She was trained within a couple
weeks. But she would still wear her diapers to bed at night.
The time came for Michelle to cross over. She was only 10, but
she was going through the transition at an earlier age. The
doctors said that some of the children would experience this
earlier than others. That faithful day came when we had to let
our little girl go. Four years was so long. I tried to cope
but I became depressed. Jessie and I decided to go under for 3
and a half years. Since Michelle had crossed over at such a
young age, she would only be 14 and a half when she woke up.
She would still need to live with us.
We woke up and went through the physical therapy to get our
strength back in our atrophied muscles. A month or so passed
and Michelle woke up. "Mommy. Daddy." She said as we both held
her. After a day of observation, we brought her back home with
us. She was still the same kind hearted Michelle. She was very
intelligent. In her previous adult life, she had been very
well educated. Of course, all her knowledge returned to her
due to the filtering and reconstruction process.
She lived with us over the next 5 years. When she was 17 she
decided to take the classes to become a guardian. By the time
she was 19, she had found a match. She fell in love with one
of the children she grew up with. He was about 2 years older
than her. They helped out in the community over the next
couple years while waiting for there baby to be ready.
Jessie and I also got matched up with a new baby. We were
waiting for ours as well. We would be bringing home another
baby girl named Kimberly. I felt like I was much better at
raising girls than boys, although Tim turned out great. He had
opted to work at the Facility on the scientific research team
instead of becoming a guardian. He always was a brain though.
The scientists discovered a way to sort of shrink already
processed patients into the size of an 8 year old. Basically
the process took only a year. There was no brain modifications
needed. The process was purely genetic. The community decided
that as a retirement option, guardians could choose to be
small for the rest of there life if they so desired. This
would really make it easier for the care givers at the
retirement center to carry them and so on.
We went to the facility and for the third and final time,
brought home our little bundle of joy. At this point I was 85
years old, even though I only looked to be around 30
something. This new life definitely had its benefits.